Smile. Can’t let them see the truth. Stand up straight, head held high, and show that happy mask, never what’s inside. Speak uplifting words. Make them think that everything’s fine when the seductive call of darkness offers refuge in a never ending night. Can’t embrace the peace of permanent sleep. The easy exit comes with too many consequences for too many lives, spreads too much hurt to the undeserving. No simple solution, dear. Square those sagging shoulders, grit those worn down teeth, bear the burden across that broken back, and smile, don’t forget to smile.
Copyright Kelley J. Nightrose 2015